Bound by Destiny 4
The copy merely looked at her before lunging at her, tenchi just sheathing her blade before getting impaled on the copy's own katana, the expression on the copy's face changing from cold to a small sense of warmth as tenchi embraced her, "hush now, it is okay
Bound by Destiny 4
The copy merely looked at her before lunging at her, tenchi just sheathing her blade before getting impaled on the copy's own katana, the expression on the copy's face changing from cold to a small sense of warmth as tenchi embraced her, "hush now, it is okay
If You Want Something Done Right... [PTRN]
The copy, too, remembered that moment, knowing full well how pitiful the experience was in multiple ways.
Candyland Isn't For Me
"solid copy alpha, right at the fork; bravo copies all," i say as i move quickly down the street. "charges in place bravo, how copy?" "solid copy alpha, detonate on your count. how copy?" "good copy bravo, detonation in 10... 9."
Sergeant Voroia - Excerpt
Dean, do you copy that? over. -... sergeant voroia, this is overlord nine-o-niner, transmitting on secure channel delta-zulu five-three-five - do you copy? over. -... voroia!"
AFTERMATH
Shawn asks macy.** **" alpha 1, that is a copy they are, and the others are too.''** **"copy alpha 2. let's round them up.''** **they got all of them up into custody to see what they were doing and then released others safely back.
If It's Too Good to Be True - FtM Behemoth TF
She pulled her copy of the game out of her bag.
Clash of the Guardians II
As he suspected, the copies couldn't come from behind and he fended off their frontal assault.
A Dragon's Tale Genesis-Chapter 5-First Turn
"raven 2-2 this is blackflag 4-2,i'm inbound from the west but i have no idea where to land,how copy?" "copy all blackflag",i replied,"watch for purple smoke to mark the lz."
Slut of the Month
It was still crammed under his tail as he made his way to the copying machine and started taking copies of the documents helios asked him to.
Flash Pulp #9 Clone Sex
He yelled at the top of his lungs with mixed pleasure and shot a wad of pre over his face, drowning him in his own musk while his copy pounded his ass desperately.
Shredder Discipline.
Other than that it looked like a semi-normal copy room. the scents of toner and copy fluids burned in his sensitive nose. as he glanced around the small dimly lit room, strangely he seemed to smell something else here.